King Alejandro: The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

 Night Time Ride 

KIARA

Alejandro had said he would put Kataleya to bed and I had agreed. It was strange to explain, but when I saw those children, I didn’t need a DNA test or anything to tell me they were mine, I felt it. Which would also mean the king was my mate, right?

That one was a little harder. I could hug children and make them feel better, but a man who looked as dangerous as he did handsome, was an entirely different story. I won’t deny that his every glance made me feel all giddy, but at the same time, I was wary of him.

I took a shower before I rummaged in the drawers, the clothes were all my size and this place smelt of me.

I sighed, I knew it all pointed to their words being the truth, but it was still odd. Mom had called earlier, and I had ended up talking to her on video call for nearly an hour. She had tried to ease my mind, but the terrifying reality was, that I only had their word to go on. Raven, Liam’s mate and my apparent friend, had called too. It was hard knowing I had forgotten everything. It was strange. I felt tired by the end of the day.

Everyone was trying to help, giving me small tips and reminders, but each thing I was told made the reality that I had forgotten most of my life sink deeper and deeper into me. Would I ever recover my memories? Was what they said really true?

I put on a black thong and some black loungewear before I brushed my hair. I heard the bedroom door open and I froze, my heart thundering. Wait, were we going to share a room? All day I hadn’t been anywhere alone with him. Although his eyes were on me whenever he was around, this was the first time we were completely alone again.

I placed the hairbrush down and slowly edged towards the bedroom, peering inside I froze, realising he was taking his shirt off. My eyes widened as my gaze fell on his abs and I became distracted. That was until he tossed his shirt to the side, brushing the long hair on top of his head back.

“Like what you see?” He asked with an arrogant smirk on that s**y face of his.

I crossed my arms. “I’m sure you already know the answer to that, considering we were mates.” His eyes flashed red, a deep frown crossing his face. “We ARE mates. That doesn’t f*****g change.” My heart thudded and I nodded, suddenly feeling cold. He sighed and was about to approach me when I quickly walked over to the bed, but before I even got there he grabbed my elbow, spinning me around to face him. “What do you want?” I asked trying to calm my emotions. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” “I don’t get scared.” I replied defensively, pulling away slowly.

“I just don’t like you talking about us in f*****g past tense. You may have forgotten me, but you’re mine, Amore Mio, and if I have to f*****g win you over all over again, then I’m ready for that s**t.”

He didn’t need to tell me that, I could see it in his eyes, that he wouldn’t let me go. I don’t know if that should terrify me or make me as lightheaded as I felt. Unable to come up with a comeback, I simply stared at him. His eyes dipped to my lips, his hand threading into my wet locks as he leaned forward. My heart thumped, and for a moment I thought he was about to kiss me, only for his lips to touch my forehead.

“You’re my f*****g world.” He whispered, his large hand cupping my face as he stared into my eyes.

A wave of guilt washed over me; If this was all true, how could I have forgotten him? I slowly stepped away and turned my back to him. “Good night,” I said, feeling as if I had failed in something. “Night.” Came his deep reply. I walked over to the bed and got in. I may have forgotten everything, but I felt a deep sense of disappointment in myself. I could sense his pain even though he was trying to block it off.

I closed my eyes, hoping to sleep before he came back, but that didn’t happen. He was back pretty quickly, his intoxicating scent filling my nose. My heart skipped a beat when I felt the bed dip as he got in on the other side. “Relax, I won’t do anything unless you want me to.” His deep, rough voice came, laced with a mocking tone. My eyes flew open when his hand landed on my hip and he kissed my shoulder from behind, sending a thrill of pleasure through me. Unless I wanted him to…

My cheeks burned at the very thought. It was weird knowing he knew things about me that I seemed to have forgotten. It all made sense. But deep down, there was a sliver of doubt that maybe, just maybe, something else was at work. I couldn’t just blindly trust their words. I had to tread carefully… 1

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“My queen.” I frowned, looking around the dark hallway of what looked like a stone castle. “Who’s there?!” I called out, my voice echoing. “Your king.” My heart skipped a beat as I turned, trying to look into the darkness. “King?”

Alejandro?

“I’ll find you, I promise. Don’t trust them.” His

plunged into darkness. 3

left my lips as I felt myself falling

“Help!” I screamed.

“KIARA!” I felt a sharp slap on my face, my eyes flew open and I found myself staring into two red glowing orbs. Why was it dark? I couldn’t see anything! Why was it dark?! I pushed him away, my aura raging around me as I jumped from the bed. Why

gift of healing.” He said, walking towards me. The words from my dream returned to me. ‘Don’t trust them.’I stepped back, nodding.

move towards me as if worried I would run away, I had

we’re so used to, and the mansion is equipped with being bathed

through my hair. “I’m not really tired. I’ll just take

his fingers through my hair, the sparks of his

give up. “Then give me a minute. I’ll go get dressed.” He said, walking off. I looked around, thinking about my dream. It had felt so real… “Here.” Alejandro’s voice came as he held out

showing off the band of his boxers and his s**y back. I looked

on. We haven’t done

looked away, following him to the bedroom door. I gave him a small smile, not wanting to appear rude, but I wasn’t

not know the make or anything about bikes, but

said,

wrapping my arms around his strong waist. My core knotted and I resisted the urge to run my hand over his abs. I held on

path.

enveloped by darkness. My only source of light was that of the moon shining through the trees. I clung to him, knowing that if

Alejandro… the children I spent time with, the way they all treated me… Wasn’t it

masculine scent, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the wind that rushed through my hair. After a good while, I felt we were travelling a little slower and I opened my eyes realising we were in a city. The streetlights glittered and

his neck, noticing his tattoos disappeared into his

little hot with my

Pizza

did that all

was a little hot being

“Perfect.”

a brightly lit dessert shop. He parked up, getting off the bike with ease, his long legs catching

his hands on my

even know I

door to the shop, my heart skipped a beat as I stared at

man behind the counter asked, looking cheerful despite the late hour in his

want me to order?” He asked me. “You order.” I said, if I liked it, it means he knew me as he